As a child, he would knock over his grandfather's inkstone when he was three, fabricate evidence against his own father, and nearly get beaten by his grandfather even when he was over thirty. Later, when he was thirteen or fourteen, while other boys of similar age in the collateral branches were starting to date, he would seal stacks of pink envelopes in a box. These were maliciously unearthed during the New Year holidays, turning into a box full of trophies and honors, making him the target of public outrage. 　　Xi Jianyu didn't forget to shout loudly: "Big things are judged by methods, but small things reveal character. This little smiling Buddha of our Xi family is a black sheep. He's been following the old master since he was a child and he's not a good person!" 　　Thus, even when he was out in public, Xi Siyan did not forget to protect his second uncle's reputation. 　　We are truly family. 　　One of the school leaders suggested, "Since we're already here, why don't we go and take a look at the experimental class?" 　　The proposal was unanimously approved. 　　A leader asked, "Siyan, what are you teaching this lesson?" 　　"Chinese language." Xi Siyan led the way and introduced, "Teacher Jiang is a senior teacher. He is knowledgeable and has a great memory. His teaching style is interesting and humorous, and the students all like him very much." 　　The school leader chimed in, "That's right, that's right. I've attended Mr. Jiang's classes, and the students are very cooperative. Not to mention our experimental class, which consists of highly self-disciplined top students; the learning atmosphere there is exceptional. You see..." 　　The school leader stood at the back door of the classroom, and his words, "Please see," came to an abrupt end. 　　For no other reason than that. 　　The person standing lazily in the back row of the classroom, who looked a little sleepy, had a handsome face, but the things he said made the school leaders wish they could sew his mouth shut. 　　He said, "I'm sorry, teacher, your way of reciting is really hypnotic. Should I go stand outside the classroom as punishment?" 　　After Chen Mo finished speaking, he sensed an unusually quiet atmosphere around him. 　　He blinked his still somewhat heavy eyelids and glanced over, following the majority of his classmates who were turning their heads. 　　The school leaders' faces turned green. 　　Director Lai looked incredulous. 　　Then there was a certain class monitor who, seemingly surprised by the comical scene, couldn't help but laugh and deliberately touched the tip of his nose with the back of his fist... 　　"Chen Mo!" Director Lai finally spoke up, "Come out." 　　Chen Mo casually moved the stool aside and calmly walked out. 　　The other leaders with good judgment immediately led the people from the Education Bureau to another place, leaving only the serious grade director, Chen Mo, and Xi Siyan who hadn't even entered the room. 　　Director Lai didn't immediately blame him; instead, he tried to reason with him and appeal to his emotions, asking, "Chen Mo, didn't you get enough rest last night?" 　　“That’s good, Director.” Chen Mo glanced at the other person standing next to him, then looked away. He didn’t intend to blame Xian Fu. After thinking for a while, he said, “I’ve been feeling inexplicably sleepy lately. I might have narcolepsy.” 　　"Stop joking!" Director Lai suddenly slammed a few rolled-up sheets of paper on his head: "Give me a proper answer." 　　Chen Mo scratched his head and sighed, "Fine, I admit it. The Yang family paid to get me in, but I can't keep up with the pace of the experimental class, and I don't understand it. Can I switch classes?" 　　“No way.” Director Lai immediately refused, genuinely angry: “I know people at school have said some unpleasant things, but I’ve seen your past grades, and they’re not bad.” 　　Chen Mo chuckled, "Don't tell me you don't know what level my old high school was at? Forget about getting into the experimental class, if you put me in a regular class, it would be like I was the top scholar in my past life if I could maintain my average grades." 　　He never became the top scholar in his previous life. 　　The price of staying in the experimental class was countless nights spent studying late into the night, and stacks of test papers that could have buried him. Although he ultimately failed the college entrance examination for some reason and missed the university he wanted, every single day of those days was real. 　　He wouldn't forget everything he's learned. 　　But he wasn't very interested in starting over and vowing to regain his former glory with what he had. 　　“It’s not that bad,” Xi Siyan suddenly said from the side. 　　Chen Mo was taken aback, not expecting him to speak up, and looked over, "What do you mean it's not that serious?" 　　“Your grades aren’t even average for a regular class.” Xi Siyan stood there with his hands in his pockets. “I’ve seen your entrance exam results; you’re definitely close to being at the bottom of the experimental class.” 　　Chen Mo: "Haven't you heard the saying 'Better to be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix'?" 　　"Do you really want to be the head of a chicken?" Xi Siyan said, "Let me remind you, even if you go to a regular class, it's a pipe dream to think you can openly sleep in class." 　　Director Lai immediately nodded, "Chen Mo, don't give up on yourself. I'll figure something out." 　　Chen Mo really wanted to ask, "Where did he give up on himself?" 　　He simply disliked the current atmosphere in the experimental class; Yang Shule alone was enough to make it unbearable. He now had a large sum of money at his disposal, and even had investment plans that had been bypassed by the Yang family through intermediaries. 　　After graduating high school, he'll completely sever financial ties with the Yang family and go to a decent university, if not the best. Would that be perfect? Did he really give up on himself just because he accidentally took a nap? 　　Then look at that leisurely guy. 　　What's wrong with this person? 　　Suddenly becoming a class monitor and developing a friendly attitude towards classmates? 　　By the third physics class, Chen Mo finally understood what Director Lai meant by saying he would take care of it. 　　As soon as the homeroom teacher entered the classroom, she glanced around and said, "Xi Siyan, move next to Chen Mo." 　　Everyone: "..." 　　Xi Siyan's question was unusually different: "Why didn't he move in?" 　　"You're blocking the door, aren't you?" Xiang Shenglong said. "You two are the guardians of the experimental class, one on the left and one on the right. Chen Mo just arrived recently, so as the class monitor, you should tutor Chen Mo more often." 　　The students started whispering and gossiping again. 　　Xiang Shenglong said, "Quiet!" 　　Class begins. 　　The class was packed with activities, and Chen Mojue didn't sleep at all; she even took some notes. 　　My physics grades were already quite good, which was partly due to my homeroom teacher's unique teaching methods.

Chapter 22